This is a collab that Monstarzgirl and I worked on a little while ago(She and I each took turns writing parts of the story) which is a continuation of her own Powerpuff Girls series starring her OC, Rebecca Utonium, the professor's niece. The storyline is a nod to the Abbott and Costello movie, "Comin' Round the Mountain." Please enjoy!(BTW Monstarzgirl, thank you very much for working on this story with me. I've always loved your stories and had a lot of fun writing this story with you; I look forward to us writing more in the future.) :)

Narrator: "The City of Townsville!(Takes a big, deep breath) Ahh, and what a lovely summer day it is! And it looks like Rebecca Utonium and her friends and family are going out for a picnic in the country."

Rebecca gathers with her uncle Professor Utonium and her little cousins the Powerpuff Girls by a large picnic table, setting up the table cloth. Once they've finished, Rebecca's two friends April and Deanna set out the plates, as the Gang Green Gang help set out the silverware and glasses. Mojo Jojo then sets out the picnic basket(Filled with food he'd prepared for this special occasion).

"It was very nice of you to take us out for a picnic, Professor." Buttercup, who's wearing a Davy Crockett hat, says kindly. "Thank you very much."

The professor smiles contentedly. "Why, thank you, Buttercup Dear."

As Blossom joins her sisters, who are merrily playing fetch with Rebecca and Mojo's little dogs Foxy and Roxi, Snake, who's seated at the table, browsing a newspaper, suddenly notes, "Ssssay, now, this sssssounds interesting." Curious, April approaches him. "What's that, Sweetie?"

"Well, it ssssssays here that the famoussss country singer Dorothy McGee issss in town; she'sssss giving a performancccccce at the county fair."

"Ooh, how very nifty!" an intrigued April replies. Upon hearing this, Deanna excitedly notes, "Dorothy McGee? Oh, that's so cool, I just LOVE her music!"

As they overhear the conversation, the girls pause where they float, their eyes growing wide. "The county fair? Oh boy!" Bubbles exclaims. The girls the fly quickly up to the professor and inquire, "Can we go to the county fair later? Pleeeeeeeeeeease?" The professor laughs merrily at this. "Oh, why absolutely, Sweethearts!"

"YAY!" the Powerpuffs happily cheer as they excitedly jet into the air a bit. The puppies excitedly yip and hop up and down on their hind legs. Rebecca and Mojo chuckle merrily at the girls and puppies' spunk. "Oh, how darling they are!" Rebecca says warmly.

"Indeed." Mojo replies.

"Going to the county fair will be fun," Rebecca notes. "We'll get to see Dorothy McGee in person, and maybe later we can spend some time together." She and Mojo lovingly take each others' hands and share contented sighs.

Just then, the group hears the sound of loud, out of tune banjo music screeching though the air. Everyone screams and covers their ears; the puppies howl woefully and clap their paws over their ears. "Urghh," Mojo groans angrily. "Who's making that awful noise?!" His question is quickly answered as the group then hears a voice singing(In an equally loud, off-key manner), "Ohh, I'll sing y'all a story 'bout th' Lumpkins clan, Thirty-seven Lumpkins an' our sweet ol' Gran..."

Upon these words, Mojo and Rebecca look up to see a familiar-looking overalls-clad pink monster, sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch of his shack, plucking away at his banjo, while an elderly brown bloodhound slumbers at his feet. "Fuzzy Lumpkins! I might have known!" Mojo exclaims.

Fuzzy looks up and says, "Hey, Mojo! What're y'all doing here on ma propertay?" Rebecca calls out, "Your music is just enough to make everyone's ears bleed, you pink Chupecabra!" Fuzzy snarls, "What did ya just call me?!"

Before Rebecca could say anything else, Mojo uses his hand to cover Rebecca's mouth and says with an uneasy chuckle, "Oh, don't mind her at all, Fuzzy. She's just my girlfriend and didn't mean to call you a pink Chupecabra." He hisses to Rebecca, "Don't get him riled up, Becca. He's very short-tempered. If I take my hand off your mouth, will you promise not to say anything to get him miffed, angry, threatened, and berserk?"

Rebecca nods and muffles out, "Mmm-hmm."

Mojo clears his throat and strolls casually up to the pink monster, with Rebecca following closely behind. "If we might please ask, Fuzzy, may we request that you play your music a tiny bit more quietly? You see, we're having a picnic at the foot of your hill-"

"I ain't playin' mah music no lower, an' y'all cain't make me!" Fuzzy cuts Mojo off sharply. "This is mah propertay, an' ah'll do whatever ah please!"

"Your property?" Rebecca echoes angrily. "Why, it just so happens that this park belongs to everyone!"

At this moment, the Gang Green Gang stroll up to them. "Is somethin' wrong, guys?" inquires a concerned Ace. Feeling his aggravation now begin to grow, Mojo replies, "Fuzzy's being a bit difficult with us."

"Y'all say AH'M bein' difficult when you nosy meddlers won't git offa mah propertay!" Fuzzy replies indignantly. Angry, Ace begins to roll up his sleeves, "Ooh, I oughta'..." Snake quickly restrains him. "Pleassssse, calm down, bossss."

"Now, look here, Fuzzy," Rebecca says sternly. "We've come here for some recreation and we don't want any trouble, so we'd like you to behave yourself, okay?"

"Fine, fine." Fuzzy slowly climbs to his feet. "C'mon, Buford, let's go." Upon this, the hound dog wakes up and slowly follows the pink monster inside. The group looks on with relief as he leaves, until Fuzzy quickly whips the door open and shouts, "MAH PROPERTAAAY!" and blows a raspberry at them, before hurrying back in.

Offended by Fuzzy's rudeness, Grubber blows a great big raspberry right back at him. Rebecca gently places her hand on the hunchback's shoulder. "Please, calm down, Grubber, it's not worth getting this upset over."

"We can't let him ruin our fun," Mojo adds. "It would be best to simply ignore him. Now, let's go have some lunch and not let him bother us."

"Good idea." the others oblige as they slowly make their way back down the hill to the picnic table.